In this economy having a job is a blessing. No matter what type of job it is we have to thank the Lord that we have some type of income coming in. With that being said, why do are we so grateful, but yet so miserable at the same time? I’ve heard so many people say “I can’t stand this place anymore, but I shouldn’t complain because at least I got something”. There are some places that make it unbearable to even step foot in the building. Every time you do you get a sour look on your face and anyone that thinks of asking you a stupid ass question automatically moves to #1 on your shit list. Everyone says you should make a career out of what you love to do, but what happens when your dead end JOB drains the passion out of you?
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